Son-in-law From Rags to Riches

Nicole also decided to forego all formalities and promptly sat down. Sylphiette’s gaze landed on Yoda, who took his seat next to her.

“If I hadn’t taken a closer look, I would’ve thought it was Mr. Seet! Where did you find this hideous creature, Nicole?”

The look on Sylphiette’s face was one of barely-concealed disgust.

“My choice of companions does not concern you, Sylphiette. Why don’t you tell me why you’re here?”

Nicole was not in the mood for idle chit-chat and decided to go straight to the point.

Sylphiette picked up her coffee and took a sip. “The coffee here is quite good, Nicole. Your parents also met in a café back then.”

“Get to the point.”

“Don’t you want to hear about your parents’ relationship? It’s quite the tale; there are twists and turns and surprises.”

Sylphiette glanced at Nicole again before putting down her coffee cup with a sigh. “Alright, as you wish. But first, call Davin and have him release my father.”

Nicole was stunned.

Zane was the culprit who murdered Davin’s grandmother. How could he be expected to let Zane go so easily?

that it was selfish to

promise you other things. This, however,

gaze was thoughtful, but he was pleased that Nicole stuck to her

budge, and her expression turned icy. “My father helped your mother out of compassion. I think you should extend the same courtesy and ask

speak of, Sylphiette. I

“Money?”

Nicole. “Do

a break! Given your current state,

or not you need money, I suppose you know better. Don’t

instantly sank, and she clenched

won’t let my dad go, so be it. Squeezing some money out of her wouldn’t be so bad, right? It’s just that I don’t know

that concern your background. How much are

wasn’t sure of how much Sylphiette knew. If I spend such

pay according to how valuable your information

treating me like some

she were a miser,

a crash, and she has nobody to rely on. The Lane Corporation still had to be run, and on top of that, Nicole had four kids to

for being strapped for cash? Talk about the pot calling the kettle black